RAINY DAYS

I miss those rainy days

I miss that fog on your window

I miss you're body on my body, summer, spring through December but you not home

And I'm alone

I miss those cloudy days

I miss our open agenda

I miss that late night "you awake?" I steal the keys to that Sentra, I'm on the road

And Imma be there soon (oh oh)

I hope that you remember still

The way that, way it used to feel

Was when you, let me hold you close (always stealing my clothes)